One of those April noons, fresh from days of rain, when the damp earth saturates the sky. Bottomless ocean without waves. Right before a shift, bracing my spirit on the stone ledge of the courtyard. Shining through the fledgling leaves of a japanese maple, the sun burns scattered parts of my face, as if someone had hit me with a lit cigarette.
Caleb, your writing style is very enjoyable to read! Honest, laconic and with a very subtle sense of humour. It reminds me of some classic novel from the past. Keep on writing!
Caleb, your writing style is very enjoyable to read! Honest, laconic and with a very subtle sense of humour. It reminds me of some classic novel from the past. Keep on writing!
Really enjoyed this, man! You manage to write brutally without seeming bitter. Which is very difficult, I think.